Stuck in Time

It was still dark when my son, 7, whispered in my ear, "Dad, can i go
watch a show?" I grunted yes and rolled over. My wife murmured,
half-asleep, isn't it too early for him to be out of bed? I rolled over
and looked at the clock. 6:15 AM. Not too bad. The later sunrises this
fall are starting to get to us.

I am cursed in that once I wake up, I do not go back to sleep no matter
what I do. So, I rollever over and grabbed my testing kit. My Ultra2
told me I was 109 mg/dl. "Huh," I muttered to my wife, "I guess I've got
the DP this morning."

At least I knew I didn't have to drink half a glass of OJ before I set
off.

At 7:45, after the school bus too my son away from me, I began my
morning walk around the neighborhood. It was slightly humid but
pleasant. I walked listening to Walter Isaacson's "Einstein" as I went
along. About the time Einstein got his girlfriend Pregnant in 1901, I
was back home. I sat for a few minutes doing a few day-prep activities
at my computer and grabbed my testing kit. 109 mg/dl. Huh. No change
from before? Weird.

I spent my morning working in my home office. Conference calls,
spreadsheets, project meetings, spreadsheets, instant messaging,
spreadsheets. I also worked on spreadsheets. I ate some lunch, peanuts,
whole wheat bread with fake (but tasty) non-hydrogenated butter, and
water. An hour later, I grabbed my testing kit. 109 mg/dl. OK, that's
getting weird.

I grabbed the control solution and another strip. 124 mg/dl. Just inside
the test range that runs to 128 mg/dl. OK. So, it's working. I'm just
having a weird day. I know! I'll mess with it. I opened the fridge and
grabbed out a slice of the incredible Apple Pie i baked on Sunday. Every
time I've had a slice it ran me up to 120 mg/dl and kept me there
through my 1-hour post-prandial through my 2-hour post-prandial. I ate a
slice and smiled a smug smile. This time I'd get my glucometer.

An hour later, I tested. 105 mg/dl. What? How dare it! Now I'm getting
mad!

I go into the fridge and find the leftover chocolate cake from my wife's
remedial birthday (it was a month ago but the restaurant didn't do
candles or singing so we got this cake to make it up to her). I had a
slice...

To be continued...

-A, clearly very bored today
--
Andy
T2 dx 7/2007; D&E, 500mg Metformin 1/day
DX A1C: 13.2%, no new A1C yet, BMI 32 (and dropping)

Argue for your limitations and you get to keep them.

On Thu, 27 Sep 2007 16:13:57 -0400, Andy
<AndyTypeTwoN0SpamPlease@gmail.com> wrote:

Just so long as tomorrow morning doesn't start....

>It was still dark when my son, 7, whispered in my ear, "Dad, can i go
>watch a show?" I grunted yes and rolled over. My wife murmured,
>half-asleep, isn't it too early for him to be out of bed? I rolled over
>and looked at the clock. 6:15 AM. Not too bad. The later sunrises this
>fall are starting to get to us.

Nicky

T2 dx 05/04 + underactive thyroid
D&E, 100ug thyroxine
Last A1c 5.6% BMI 25

"Andy" <AndyTypeTwoN0SpamPlease@gmail.com> wrote in message
news:AndyTypeTwoN0SpamPlease-C5DF48.16135727092007@news.lga.highwinds-media.com...
> It was still dark when my son, 7, whispered in my ear, "Dad, can i go
> watch a show?" I grunted yes and rolled over. My wife murmured,
> half-asleep, isn't it too early for him to be out of bed? I rolled over
> and looked at the clock. 6:15 AM. Not too bad. The later sunrises this
> fall are starting to get to us.
>
> I am cursed in that once I wake up, I do not go back to sleep no matter
> what I do. So, I rollever over and grabbed my testing kit. My Ultra2
> told me I was 109 mg/dl. "Huh," I muttered to my wife, "I guess I've got
> the DP this morning."
>
> At least I knew I didn't have to drink half a glass of OJ before I set
> off.
>
> At 7:45, after the school bus too my son away from me, I began my
> morning walk around the neighborhood. It was slightly humid but
> pleasant. I walked listening to Walter Isaacson's "Einstein" as I went
> along. About the time Einstein got his girlfriend Pregnant in 1901, I
> was back home. I sat for a few minutes doing a few day-prep activities
> at my computer and grabbed my testing kit. 109 mg/dl. Huh. No change
> from before? Weird.
>
> I spent my morning working in my home office. Conference calls,
> spreadsheets, project meetings, spreadsheets, instant messaging,
> spreadsheets. I also worked on spreadsheets. I ate some lunch, peanuts,
> whole wheat bread with fake (but tasty) non-hydrogenated butter, and
> water. An hour later, I grabbed my testing kit. 109 mg/dl. OK, that's
> getting weird.
>
> I grabbed the control solution and another strip. 124 mg/dl. Just inside
> the test range that runs to 128 mg/dl. OK. So, it's working. I'm just
> having a weird day. I know! I'll mess with it. I opened the fridge and
> grabbed out a slice of the incredible Apple Pie i baked on Sunday. Every
> time I've had a slice it ran me up to 120 mg/dl and kept me there
> through my 1-hour post-prandial through my 2-hour post-prandial. I ate a
> slice and smiled a smug smile. This time I'd get my glucometer.
>
> An hour later, I tested. 105 mg/dl. What? How dare it! Now I'm getting
> mad!
>
> I go into the fridge and find the leftover chocolate cake from my wife's
> remedial birthday (it was a month ago but the restaurant didn't do
> candles or singing so we got this cake to make it up to her). I had a
> slice...
>
> To be continued...
>
> -A, clearly very bored today

Why tempt it? Good is good why try for bad? But you are right it is weird
:-) Weird but good. Glad you are having a good bg day.
> --
> Andy
> T2 dx 7/2007; D&E, 500mg Metformin 1/day
> DX A1C: 13.2%, no new A1C yet, BMI 32 (and dropping)
>
> Argue for your limitations and you get to keep them.

lol, after DP the rest of my day is almost static I used to wonder if my
meter was "stuck" too

"Andy" <AndyTypeTwoN0SpamPlease@gmail.com> wrote in message
news:AndyTypeTwoN0SpamPlease-C5DF48.16135727092007@news.lga.highwinds-media.com...
> It was still dark when my son, 7, whispered in my ear, "Dad, can i go
> watch a show?" I grunted yes and rolled over. My wife murmured,
> half-asleep, isn't it too early for him to be out of bed? I rolled over
> and looked at the clock. 6:15 AM. Not too bad. The later sunrises this
> fall are starting to get to us.
>
> I am cursed in that once I wake up, I do not go back to sleep no matter
> what I do. So, I rollever over and grabbed my testing kit. My Ultra2
> told me I was 109 mg/dl. "Huh," I muttered to my wife, "I guess I've got
> the DP this morning."
>
> At least I knew I didn't have to drink half a glass of OJ before I set
> off.
>
> At 7:45, after the school bus too my son away from me, I began my
> morning walk around the neighborhood. It was slightly humid but
> pleasant. I walked listening to Walter Isaacson's "Einstein" as I went
> along. About the time Einstein got his girlfriend Pregnant in 1901, I
> was back home. I sat for a few minutes doing a few day-prep activities
> at my computer and grabbed my testing kit. 109 mg/dl. Huh. No change
> from before? Weird.
>
> I spent my morning working in my home office. Conference calls,
> spreadsheets, project meetings, spreadsheets, instant messaging,
> spreadsheets. I also worked on spreadsheets. I ate some lunch, peanuts,
> whole wheat bread with fake (but tasty) non-hydrogenated butter, and
> water. An hour later, I grabbed my testing kit. 109 mg/dl. OK, that's
> getting weird.
>
> I grabbed the control solution and another strip. 124 mg/dl. Just inside
> the test range that runs to 128 mg/dl. OK. So, it's working. I'm just
> having a weird day. I know! I'll mess with it. I opened the fridge and
> grabbed out a slice of the incredible Apple Pie i baked on Sunday. Every
> time I've had a slice it ran me up to 120 mg/dl and kept me there
> through my 1-hour post-prandial through my 2-hour post-prandial. I ate a
> slice and smiled a smug smile. This time I'd get my glucometer.
>
> An hour later, I tested. 105 mg/dl. What? How dare it! Now I'm getting
> mad!
>
> I go into the fridge and find the leftover chocolate cake from my wife's
> remedial birthday (it was a month ago but the restaurant didn't do
> candles or singing so we got this cake to make it up to her). I had a
> slice...
>
> To be continued...
>
> -A, clearly very bored today
> --
> Andy
> T2 dx 7/2007; D&E, 500mg Metformin 1/day
> DX A1C: 13.2%, no new A1C yet, BMI 32 (and dropping)
>
> Argue for your limitations and you get to keep them.

In article <454of3h58qm7er5l1438f3ekl539f385kl@4ax.com>,
Nicky <ukc802466929@btconnect.com> wrote:

> On Thu, 27 Sep 2007 16:13:57 -0400, Andy
> <AndyTypeTwoN0SpamPlease@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> Just so long as tomorrow morning doesn't start....
>
> >It was still dark when my son, 7, whispered in my ear, "Dad, can i go
> >watch a show?" I grunted yes and rolled over. My wife murmured,
> >half-asleep, isn't it too early for him to be out of bed? I rolled over
> >and looked at the clock. 6:15 AM. Not too bad. The later sunrises this
> >fall are starting to get to us.
>
> Nicky

LOL!

Well, I paid for my stupidity... the chocolate cake had me at 105 an
hour later so that wasn't it... but 2 hours after pizza... 154... and
then 3? 174! ACK!

Now I'm back in the 150s and falling...

So, I paid for that... chalk it up to a lesson learned for next time!

Now, was it the pizza or was a cumulative effect?

-A
--
Andy
T2 dx 7/2007; D&E, 500mg Metformin 1/day
DX A1C: 13.2%, no new A1C yet, BMI 32 (and dropping)

Argue for your limitations and you get to keep them.

On Thu, 27 Sep 2007 22:43:17 -0400, Andy
<AndyTypeTwoN0SpamPlease@gmail.com> wrote:

>Now, was it the pizza or was a cumulative effect?

I think that's a question you'd be better off not exploring : )

Nicky.
T2 dx 05/04 + underactive thyroid
D&E, 100ug thyroxine
Last A1c 5.6% BMI 25